Book: Secret views of mount Fuji. Page 1

The worst thing is that eating empty words a person begins to believe that grasped something important. And he just added some garbage in the head.

- In Russia, one Moscow is changing, - said philosophically Damian - and not always for the better.

... but there was no doubt - we are on the way home.
Home is where?
Before, I didn't know the answer. Now understand: to obrechennost of samsara, to false and smelly people, to the bustling daily sewage, to trickery and falsehood, to stinking garbage to crafty news headlines, distributing a sucker for click, to painfully reclaimed from the Universe the law of stable brain the hallucination of existence...
Yes, Tanya, we humans live by lies.
You know why?
Not intent, not malicious heart, not the curse of Satan - but because we are is a lie. Lies in its essential narrative nature, the way in which we come in Genesis and minima themselves and each other.

It is not then the doctors-murderers were, and now. And murderers are they not out of malice, but because of all the other parties is also a killer. Bankers-the killer developers killer. plumbers-murderers and so on. Altruist on the language of the market is called an idiot. Don't be fooled - not sell... No medicine in the twenty-first century, there is a smiling false business, profiting from human disease, and the kinks. They are now scientific work do not write about health issues and about what the music should play in the hospital to babosy to breed it easier...

Most importantly, what our time is different from that of antiquity, is that soluble pearl learned to make and for the poor - at least in the form of expensive mobile phones. You have a cool cell phone? Then you know. what is narrative advanced poverty. This, of course, scary. Under the Romans the owner of a slave who at least paid for the collar, and in our time, the slaves are malnourished to buy it.

We somehow think that "life" should be based on organic, different worms and monkeys crawling on the surface of the huge stone balls. And other options, we just can't see. To the extent that our God has a peculiar Primate hair - beard, for which it grab the brave human thinkers.
But "life" is simply the experience of the limitations and obligations imposed by matter on mind. Grip with one another for some time. And occur this clutch may in any way what you want consciousness, coined this very matter for his entertainment.

When "I don't think" ordinary worldly way, in fact you are still running a lot of small minds and little minds, whose thoughts simply do not reach consciousness because they all think different. To reach only a consciousness of their collective cumulative vysery - for example when they start a choir to sing on the clothesline.
And all these invisible and imperceptible minds, just synchronous bathing in joy, watching out of inertia at the imprint that's left of joy on the retina of consciousness. They all gathered and focused on one and the same. We can say, are focused on the focus. They do not think. Well, almost. And even though the pleasure in this as no, it is not a pity.

First, I wanted to quiet the orchestra and one flute. And then it turned out that it is not necessary and the magic flute. The best music I got is silence, and that the highest and exquisite pleasure - rest, which disappears resting.
The worldly man does not know this, because I never reached such peace, and what he calls that word is when inserted up his ass soldering iron cools down with a hundred degree sometime before seventy-five. But the rest of the fourth Jana is a very, very different. There is generally no ass, no soldering iron. There is only peace.

I didn't have anyone who would like to enjoy. He really tack somewhere else in the second Jan. Worth it to look into the pleasure from this height, and it became clear that there is no true sweet, but only colorized the mind of the anxiety and vanity. The pleasure was a delicate form of pain. The pain might be with a plus sign and a minus sign.
But it was necessary to remove these huge, like a barn locks, pros and cons, hung mind on the neutral nature of the signal, as it was obvious that it is better without this signal at all.

How many man bliss need? Enough, perhaps, and the third Jana Leo. Something like that.
The most amazing thing is this: as ordinary human modus ***NIDs seems a long way from these conditions while traveling to Jana, as it is close when you return. Long climb along the serpentine (or go into the quarry) - and go back one step, almost immediately, with only her mind for some time remains light, clear and piercingly strong. But after just half an hour, and you're back on a familiar porch, as if never driven.
Tour, Tanya, she is a tour is.

... And there comes a time when the very immensity of the experience of pleasure begins to seem redundant. The mind gets tired roses - and when he notices a dandelion in front of him, quiet joy from his presence is much more subtle and sweet.

But isn't "inhuman" - it is always bad? No, Tanya, this is sometimes a very good thing. But "human" - let's really be honest - it is almost always bad. In the sense that almost always hurts and is always highly unreliable.

I closed my eyes and listened to their feelings.
Nothing special I really didn't feel. Slightly sore nose - probably from cocaine, even though it's been three days. All the same age. Interestingly, this is the nicer of the cocaine or not? Maybe I was never going to work? Damn, it thought. Here you inconsiderate fool. Wait, wait, Fedja... You told it all to yourself to forgive, you do not understand, or what? Fuck you actually asshole, if you even forgive yourself for the time can't...

Many people believe that in addition to the words acting something. Field, spiritual energy, personal presence, I don't know. That is why dear gurus such demand. And rogues of all stripes on this belief parasites and posing as saints.